Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 432 He is not a human being!
At this point, Ku He also knew that he had been wrong. His earlier suspicion was correct. The blindfolded man who had been fighting with him for half a day was not Bai Feng at all.

But they couldn't stop fighting now, because not only did the blindfolded man disagree, but the Qing cavalry regiment chasing them was also a considerable obstacle.

You said this battle was extremely frustrating.

He was not the only one who felt aggrieved. Ye Zhong's son Ye Wan also noticed Bai Feng's flamboyant appearance. He knew that he had made a mistake in his target. The old man in the cloak was most likely Ku He. But what could he do now that things had come to this? Commanding a battle was not like pointing and hitting wherever you wanted. This thing was like a ship. The bigger it was, the harder it was to turn around.

Damn Bai Feng, so cunning.

With anger rising in his heart and a fear of evil in his heart, Ye Wan moved the bow horizontally, aiming at the great master of Xihu who had no idea what he was doing with the bell. He loosened his hand and the sharp arrow flew out of the bowstring, whoosh, accurately hitting the white shadow that was clinging to the bell.

From afar, there was no sign of Bai Feng's movement. The powerful arrow seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and it lost speed instantly and fell from the sky.

At this time, Wang Qinian, who was on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, was suddenly reminded of a scene when he was a bandit in his early years. His chrysanthemums tightened and he shouted urgently, "Cover your ears quickly."

After saying this, he threw away the golden hammer and covered his ears with his hands.

For those on the battlefield, it only took a breath to react, and suddenly a high-pitched sound that was so piercing beyond imagination and dozens of times more terrifying than the friction of a knife blade swept across the entire area.

The sound waves changed the air density, and the refraction and scattering of sunlight changed to varying degrees. Almost visible shock waves hit the battlefield in circles.

The cavalrymen on their horses felt that the sky was shaking, the earth was shaking, the blood in their bodies was shaking, and their ears felt like they were being pricked by needles.

The shaking of the sky is caused by sound waves, and the shaking of the earth is actually their brains shaking.

Xi Yuyu...

Xi Yuyu...

Plop, plop, plop...

Even the war horses could not withstand the torture of the high notes. Their cries were drowned out and they fell down in an instant. The cavalry on top were even worse off. Hundreds of cavalry closest to Bai Feng were directly shocked to death. Their eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, and blood was flowing from the corners of their eyes, earlobes and nostrils.

Those who were far away, even if they were not dead, had their eyes rolled up, their faces pale, and they were vomiting continuously. Judging from their appearance, even if they could survive the subsequent bleeding, they would probably end up becoming idiots and paralyzed.

So what if they were wearing heavy armor? It could protect them from ordinary swords and knives, but it could not protect them from the impact of the high-pitched storm.

Only the Nanqing light cavalry who tried to intercept the fleeing Northern Qi cavalry at the edge of the battlefield and a few miles north of the hills survived. Due to the difference in physique and true qi strength, the seventh-rank masters were dizzy and exhausted, and the eighth-rank masters still had fighting power. Only 30% of the people and horses could barely hold on, and the rest either fell down with their horses, or were injured but their horses were fine. Nearly half of them suffered concussions, 30% had severe hearing loss, and 10% became deaf.
You have to know that the foot of the mountain where Fan Xian and Shangshan Hu are located is not the core of the battlefield. You can imagine how miserable the situation is for Ye Wan's subordinates, who are specially taken care of by Chu Pingsheng.

Of the more than 2,000 cavalrymen, 99% died on the spot.

Ye Wan's personal guards, four eighth-rank masters fell beside him, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying. As for the remaining ten seventh-rank guards, only one was barely alive, and this was the result of his quick thinking and covering his ears with both hands to block his hearing with luck.

However, the Grand Master's technique, the method of sound waves, even if one covers one's ears and tries to use luck, can only weaken the power a little. Even an eighth-rank master would find it difficult to defeat him, let alone a seventh-rank warrior.

After all, Ye Wan was a powerful warrior above the ninth rank. He was still alive, but his warhorse was dead. Now he was kneeling on one knee with a long sword in his hand. Although he was not bleeding from all his orifices, blood was oozing from his ears and nostrils, and his face was as white as flour.

Boom!
There was a loud tremor, and the whole earth shook three times.

As the iron bell fell to the ground, Chu Pingsheng also slowly descended from the sky, with a sword on his back and white clothes fluttering, like a god.

"It was originally a gift prepared for the Queen Mother of Qi. Since you are in a hurry to leave, I will be merciful and give you a ride."

The voice was old and dull, a far cry from the high notes that had just swept across everything.

Ye Wan staggered to his feet, his face ferocious and his eyes red. He threw away his sword, raised his energy and blood, and gathered strength with both hands to his shoulders.

Just when he was about to use the Liuyun San Shou technique, which was known to only Ye Liuyun in the Ye family, Bai Feng disappeared. In a daze, the light in front of him was blocked by a wall.

No, not a wall, but a person.

The man's index finger was pointing at his forehead.

"I heard...you are Ye Ling'er's brother..."

Ye Wan's cold eyes sank slightly, and his bleeding lips opened a little, and that finger burst out with a huge force.

puff!
In the eyes of a dying eighth-rank guard,
The round part of the figure lying on the ground suddenly exploded, followed by the headless body that fell beside him. The commander of the Kyoto Garrison Division, the only son of Ye Zhong, the chief envoy of the Privy Council, and the most respected nephew of Ye Liuyun, the Grand Master of Nanqing... just died like that?

Bai Feng didn't even give him a chance to speak.

The eighth-rank guard looked at the twitching body of his headless master, then he exhaled his last breath and died.

At this point, Ye Wan and his 2,000-plus cavalry were completely wiped out, with not a single one surviving.

Chu Pingsheng looked expressionlessly at the battlefield littered with corpses, then at the cracked big iron bell, and was speechless.

In the world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, why did he learn to sing opera from Li Kuilei and practice his voice? Was it a hobby? Was it to pass the time with the idea that many skills are better than nothing? Or did he want to use this to pick up girls?
neither.

This was because after he killed the Sweeping Monk, he went to the Sutra Library and "borrowed" several of the Shaolin Temple's 72 unique skills, one of which was the Lion's Roar. Learning how to open the voice can increase the penetrating power of the Lion's Roar.

When practicing, he recalled a movie called "Kung Fu" that he had watched before, and recited the Lion Roar Kung Fu and a move with a loud speaker. As a result, [Mahayana Paradise Demon Body] gave him what he wanted for once, and gave him the effect of an external loudspeaker.

You have to know that in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", Xie Xun used the Lion Roar Kung Fu to shock more than a hundred martial arts masters to death or make them stupid at Wangpan Mountain. Now it's his turn to use the skill, and he has an external Kung Fu version of a loud speaker, so it's normal for the skill to have such power.

On the other side of the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Wang Qinian pushed away the dead bodies that were pressing on him and the head of a warhorse that was struggling to get up, and climbed up from the pile of wounded with difficulty. At this moment, he felt dizzy and stumbled, almost tripping over the corpse of a heavily armored cavalryman in front of him.

He didn't dare to move anymore. He took two deep breaths and suppressed the nausea in his heart. His blurry vision finally began to focus, the double image gradually faded back to its original state, and he could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

At this time, he touched his ear, which was still buzzing and tinnitus, and felt wet. He moved his ear to his face and found that it was bleeding, but fortunately not much.

"Wang...Qinian, Wang Qinian...are you...ok?"

A muffled, erratic and intermittent voice sank into his ears. Wang Qinian turned sideways and saw Fan Xian also crawling out from the pile of dead bodies. Although his face was pale and his spirit was listless, his condition was much better than his, and there was no blood in his ears.

"My lord, are you...are you okay?"

"What?"

"My Lord...are you...ok?"

Not sure whether he heard or understood his lip language, Fan Xian waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

Wang Qinian finally felt relieved and looked around again.

The battlefield at the foot of the mountain was three or four hundred feet away from the core area where Ye Wan was. Even so, when the high-pitched sound came, more than half of the cavalry from Southern Qing and Northern Qi were killed or wounded. Now, only about a hundred people with relatively minor sequelae were able to crawl up from the ground, less than 10% of the total number.

Gundam?

He saw Gundam carrying him and pulling out a guard. The man was not dead, but his mouth and eyes were crooked. Another tiger guard stood beside him, constantly rubbing his ears, with a dazed look in his eyes. He did not respond when his name was called. It seemed that even if he was not deaf, his hearing was severely damaged.

Wang Qinian felt a surge of fear. With his strength, he was only at the eighth level at best, but his lightness skill was comparable to that of a ninth-level warrior. If he had not been quick to seize the opportunity and cover his ears with his hands to offset part of the impact of the sound waves, his fate would not have been much better than that of the two tiger guards.

"Gundam!"

Fan Xian called out from behind.

Gundam quickly turned around, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

Fan Xian went over to check the injuries of the other two tiger guards, and asked about Gaoda's condition. He and Wang Qinian saw the opportunity quickly and covered their ears with their hands to reduce the power of the sound waves. Gaoda was lucky to be safe and sound. He was beaten by a group of heavily armored cavalrymen, but the high sound passed through, and the heavily armored cavalrymen surrounding him became a protective wall, saving him from serious injury. However, his two men were not so lucky. One suffered hearing loss and the other became an idiot.

After confirming the injuries of his own personnel, Fan Xian looked towards the central battlefield where no one was alive, and found that Haitang Duoduo and Shangshan Hu were also alive, but in poor spirits and with bad complexions, and they probably had some concussion.

Is this the power of a grandmaster?
It's a bit like the loud speaker in a movie I saw before? Is that really a coincidence?

If the people who were shocked into idiots were counted, Bai Feng wiped out nearly 4,000 cavalrymen from both countries with just one strike.

Fan Xian finally understood why the Grandmaster was called the nation's most important weapon. If Bai Feng's attack had been used in a densely populated place like Kyoto City, how many people would have died.

(End of this chapter)